Disclaimer~All credit to JK Rowling
A Tale of Two
Chapter 1- I Saw Her
Eleven year old, James Potter, woke with a start early one morning. Too excited to sleep,
too excited for anything. He would be starting his first year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft
and Wizardry the following day. James looked at his watch...6:45am. //Maybe Mum and Dad
will be up// thought James, now crawling out of bed.
James Potter was a medium sized boy, with jet black hair and wide hazel eyes. His hair
was always messy and he liked it that way. Though he was only eleven years old, you could say
that James Potter was quite handsome.
Sure enough, as he walked down the wooden staircase to the kitchen, the scent of bacon
and eggs came over him. James' stomach rumbled.
"Morning, Son," Greeted John Potter, James' father. James walked over to the table and
sat down, helping himself to some bacon and eggs.
"Morning, Dad...Mum," James' mother sat down across from him, also helping herself to
some breakfast. She smiled widely.
"James, eat fast. We have a big day. You have to pack your trunk, and we still have to get
your school supplies. You must be excited, huh?" She asked. James swallowed a mouthful of
eggs, took a sip of pumpkin juice, then answered:
"Yeah! Can we go now? I really want to get my..."
"Wand. Yes dear we know. We'll leave in fifteen minutes. The shops don't open until
7:30. Just finish your food, then go and get ready." said Catherine Potter (his mother).
James took another big bite of eggs and jumped off of his seat. He flew up the stairs,
faster than he had ever done before. As he reached the top step he heard his mother call "AND
FIX THAT HAIR OF YOURS, MR. 'I like to look like I just got off of a broomstick'" He heard
his father laugh at his mother's joke. It was true though. James had always been a fan of
Quidditch. He admired the international players and wanted so badly to be one. He indeed
wanted to look like he had just gotten off a broomstick...it was "Cool" in his opinion.
James put on a pair of jeans and a sweat shirt, brushed his teeth and "fixed" his hair by
fluffing it up messily in the back. He took a look around his room, thinking to himself that
tomorrow he would be in a different room with his Hogwarts classmates. He smiled again, and
then made his way back down to the kitchen, where his mother was charming dishes to clean
themselves.
"Time to go," Said Mr. Potter. Making his way to the living room fireplace. James
moaned in displeasure:
"Awwww, dad! FLOO POWDER?" James moaned. His father grabbed a handful of the
smokey, grey powder and made his way into the fireplace.
"Yes, James. Now let's go! It'll be crowded there."
James grabbed a handful of Floo Powder along with his mother. They squeezed tightly
into their fireplace. All at once, the Potters threw down their powder and shouted "DIAGON
ALLEY"
WOOSH~ they were spinning fast. James wished it would be over...and suddenly...it was. The
trio landed in the fireplace in Flourish and Blotts. James found himself covered in soot from
head to toe. He looked around...he was in a dark shop full of many shelves of books. He saw
books on Quidditch, books on Potions, and a rather large book intitled "Hogwarts: A History" It
was all very boring, but his mother seemed to be having fun taking out all of his textbooks from
the shelves and piling them in her arms.
"I'll only be a minute, dear, then we'll go and get the 'fun' stuff. John, come on, help me
carry these books." his parents walked away, leaving James alone to explore the shop. There
weren't many colors, just a dark, mass of books. Then, out of the corner of his eye, a flash of red
came into view.
He turned around to see what it was. Standing infront of him was a beautiful, red-haired
girl. She was reading a book to her, what seemed to be, parents and crabby looking sister. She
had green eyes, brilliant emerald green eyes. Her lips were a perfect, light shade of red, and her
cheeks were rosy against her creamy,white skin. James' heart skipped a beat.
He leaned in closer so he could hear her voice...
"...and there's a game called Quidditch, and so many different classes, and sometimes
they have little dances, where you get to hang out with other students! Oh thank you for letting
me go..." she said hugging her parents. She was obviously muggle-born.
As James listened, his heart skipped another beat. Her voice was so soft and beautiful.
Her words strung togther like muggle christmas lights. So perfect. He listened again...
"...Lily you are a FREAK! You are not normal...you're...you're...GROSS!"
Except this time, it wasn't the beautiful voice he had heard before. It was a high,
screechy, and quite cold voice. It came from the crabby looking girl, who was not as nearly pretty
as...what was her name...oh...Lily. She had a long neck and thin eyes. She had run out of the
store, arms folded across her chest. She didn't seem too happy. Her parents ran after her, leaving
James and Lily facing eachother...alone.
James stepped closer. He could smell her sweet perfume. He could feel her kindness. He
could see her beauty, even more beautiful than before. Lily...
"Er...hi," Started James, " My name is James Potter...er...you're Lily, right?" he asked
kindly. Lily blushed slightly. It was a rather odd moment. She smiled.
"Yes, Lily Evans...er...I s'pose you heard my sister Petunia yell my name, huh?" James
nodded "Well, she's a prat. She has been calling me a 'freak' since I got my letter. Are you going
to Hogwarts too?" Asked Lily. James nodded again. He was too nervous to talk.
"First year?" she questioned. Finally, James talked.
"Yeah, you?"
"Yep. Well that's good. Perhaps we'll be in the same house. If not, perhaps classes. Well,
I have to get going. Still have to get my caludron. Er....James right?" He nodded. "Well, maybe
we could sit togther on the train then?"
James' heart skipped 3 beats when Lily suggested this.
"Y-yeah, er, that'd b-be great! See you, Lily Evans" //Lily EVANS? Why did I say her
Surname? That is so stupid// thought James. Lily gave a little smile.
"See you, James Potter." and she turned and left the store.
James heard his mother calling. As they walked out the door of Flourish and Blotts, all
that was running through James' mind was LILY EVANS....
Lily Evans...the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on.
"Off to Madame Malkin's store, you need your school uniform, James." Said Mrs. Potter.
James just smiled, still thinking of the red hair that fell on the slim shoulders of Lily Evans.
"What are you so happy about, James?" Asked Mr. Potter, looking at him curiously.
"Well, I think I just made a new friend," replied James, as they stepped out into the sunny
alley.
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A/N- PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE r+r!!!!!!!! This is the revised
addition of the story...i think it's much better. Please don't mind the spelling and grammer
mistakes...my spell check thing is broken! SORRY! (Oh and if you are wondering why Lily and
James are getting along...REMEMBER...this is before James met Sirius, Lupin, and Peter!)
READ AND REVIEW!!!! NEXT CHAPTER UP SOON
A Tale of Two
Chapter 1- I Saw Her
Eleven year old, James Potter, woke with a start early one morning. Too excited to sleep,
too excited for anything. He would be starting his first year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft
and Wizardry the following day. James looked at his watch...6:45am. //Maybe Mum and Dad
will be up// thought James, now crawling out of bed.
James Potter was a medium sized boy, with jet black hair and wide hazel eyes. His hair
was always messy and he liked it that way. Though he was only eleven years old, you could say
that James Potter was quite handsome.
Sure enough, as he walked down the wooden staircase to the kitchen, the scent of bacon
and eggs came over him. James' stomach rumbled.
"Morning, Son," Greeted John Potter, James' father. James walked over to the table and
sat down, helping himself to some bacon and eggs.
"Morning, Dad...Mum," James' mother sat down across from him, also helping herself to
some breakfast. She smiled widely.
"James, eat fast. We have a big day. You have to pack your trunk, and we still have to get
your school supplies. You must be excited, huh?" She asked. James swallowed a mouthful of
eggs, took a sip of pumpkin juice, then answered:
"Yeah! Can we go now? I really want to get my..."
"Wand. Yes dear we know. We'll leave in fifteen minutes. The shops don't open until
7:30. Just finish your food, then go and get ready." said Catherine Potter (his mother).
James took another big bite of eggs and jumped off of his seat. He flew up the stairs,
faster than he had ever done before. As he reached the top step he heard his mother call "AND
FIX THAT HAIR OF YOURS, MR. 'I like to look like I just got off of a broomstick'" He heard
his father laugh at his mother's joke. It was true though. James had always been a fan of
Quidditch. He admired the international players and wanted so badly to be one. He indeed
wanted to look like he had just gotten off a broomstick...it was "Cool" in his opinion.
James put on a pair of jeans and a sweat shirt, brushed his teeth and "fixed" his hair by
fluffing it up messily in the back. He took a look around his room, thinking to himself that
tomorrow he would be in a different room with his Hogwarts classmates. He smiled again, and
then made his way back down to the kitchen, where his mother was charming dishes to clean
themselves.
"Time to go," Said Mr. Potter. Making his way to the living room fireplace. James
moaned in displeasure:
"Awwww, dad! FLOO POWDER?" James moaned. His father grabbed a handful of the
smokey, grey powder and made his way into the fireplace.
"Yes, James. Now let's go! It'll be crowded there."
James grabbed a handful of Floo Powder along with his mother. They squeezed tightly
into their fireplace. All at once, the Potters threw down their powder and shouted "DIAGON
ALLEY"
WOOSH~ they were spinning fast. James wished it would be over...and suddenly...it was. The
trio landed in the fireplace in Flourish and Blotts. James found himself covered in soot from
head to toe. He looked around...he was in a dark shop full of many shelves of books. He saw
books on Quidditch, books on Potions, and a rather large book intitled "Hogwarts: A History" It
was all very boring, but his mother seemed to be having fun taking out all of his textbooks from
the shelves and piling them in her arms.
"I'll only be a minute, dear, then we'll go and get the 'fun' stuff. John, come on, help me
carry these books." his parents walked away, leaving James alone to explore the shop. There
weren't many colors, just a dark, mass of books. Then, out of the corner of his eye, a flash of red
came into view.
He turned around to see what it was. Standing infront of him was a beautiful, red-haired
girl. She was reading a book to her, what seemed to be, parents and crabby looking sister. She
had green eyes, brilliant emerald green eyes. Her lips were a perfect, light shade of red, and her
cheeks were rosy against her creamy,white skin. James' heart skipped a beat.
He leaned in closer so he could hear her voice...
"...and there's a game called Quidditch, and so many different classes, and sometimes
they have little dances, where you get to hang out with other students! Oh thank you for letting
me go..." she said hugging her parents. She was obviously muggle-born.
As James listened, his heart skipped another beat. Her voice was so soft and beautiful.
Her words strung togther like muggle christmas lights. So perfect. He listened again...
"...Lily you are a FREAK! You are not normal...you're...you're...GROSS!"
Except this time, it wasn't the beautiful voice he had heard before. It was a high,
screechy, and quite cold voice. It came from the crabby looking girl, who was not as nearly pretty
as...what was her name...oh...Lily. She had a long neck and thin eyes. She had run out of the
store, arms folded across her chest. She didn't seem too happy. Her parents ran after her, leaving
James and Lily facing eachother...alone.
James stepped closer. He could smell her sweet perfume. He could feel her kindness. He
could see her beauty, even more beautiful than before. Lily...
"Er...hi," Started James, " My name is James Potter...er...you're Lily, right?" he asked
kindly. Lily blushed slightly. It was a rather odd moment. She smiled.
"Yes, Lily Evans...er...I s'pose you heard my sister Petunia yell my name, huh?" James
nodded "Well, she's a prat. She has been calling me a 'freak' since I got my letter. Are you going
to Hogwarts too?" Asked Lily. James nodded again. He was too nervous to talk.
"First year?" she questioned. Finally, James talked.
"Yeah, you?"
"Yep. Well that's good. Perhaps we'll be in the same house. If not, perhaps classes. Well,
I have to get going. Still have to get my caludron. Er....James right?" He nodded. "Well, maybe
we could sit togther on the train then?"
James' heart skipped 3 beats when Lily suggested this.
"Y-yeah, er, that'd b-be great! See you, Lily Evans" //Lily EVANS? Why did I say her
Surname? That is so stupid// thought James. Lily gave a little smile.
"See you, James Potter." and she turned and left the store.
James heard his mother calling. As they walked out the door of Flourish and Blotts, all
that was running through James' mind was LILY EVANS....
Lily Evans...the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on.
"Off to Madame Malkin's store, you need your school uniform, James." Said Mrs. Potter.
James just smiled, still thinking of the red hair that fell on the slim shoulders of Lily Evans.
"What are you so happy about, James?" Asked Mr. Potter, looking at him curiously.
"Well, I think I just made a new friend," replied James, as they stepped out into the sunny
alley.
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A/N- PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE r+r!!!!!!!! This is the revised
addition of the story...i think it's much better. Please don't mind the spelling and grammer
mistakes...my spell check thing is broken! SORRY! (Oh and if you are wondering why Lily and
James are getting along...REMEMBER...this is before James met Sirius, Lupin, and Peter!)
READ AND REVIEW!!!! NEXT CHAPTER UP SOON
